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Heyo, Trolls
Kay so I've noticed A LOT of south park related blogs and ao3 authors posting about trolls. Apparently they invade the comments and inbox with messages like "kys" or the ever lovely "Go Die"
I have noticed they only use Anon. Perhaps just disable it for a few days until the troll realizes they won't get a reaction and move on. It worked for me on Ao3. It sucks to disable anon but sometimes ya gotta protect yourself. And after a few days you can just turn it on to check if the troll has moved on.
I know all fandom's have trolls and hate, but I've seen more and more throughout the South Park fandom. Be careful friends.
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A friend asked for some Stutters content and I found this story. It’s pretty good. I really like it!
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Siblings, Kare Bear
Karen laid in bed staring at the ceiling. Her stomach hurt like someone was twisting a fork in her guts. She had never felt like this before. This kind of pain from nowhere that made her want to curl up and pretend she was dead.
She whimpered when she stood. The desire to stay in bed was powerful especially in her state, but her bladder wouldn't allow her. She stood and shuffled miserably down the hall to the bathroom.
She felt like absolute crap, which was why her dad's had let her stay home from school. Tweek was home with her since he had the best grades of the boys. Her papa and daddy had to go to work or else they would be stayed with her. Quietly Karen went to the bathroom. She was out of it but that changed when she looked down and saw blood. Blood in her underwear.
What was happening? Was she dying? She didn't remember getting a cut anywhere there... but maybe it has to do with her stomach pain? Was she sick? "TWEEK!" She yelled. The sound of thudding footfalls echoed down the hall and stopped at the door.
"Kare Bear, what's wrong?" Tweek called through the wood.
"I'm bleeding!" She cried. She pulled up her undies and stood. Her stomach protested and she cried harder. Once the door was opened Tweek rushed in and began looking her over.
"Where? What's wrong? Did you get a cut?" He didn't see anything and circled to face her.
"I don't think so. But... but there's blood." She whimpered. She threw her arms around him and cried on his shoulder.
"Where?" He whispered. "I don't see any." She mumbled into his shirt her answer. "Kare Bear I can't hear you."
"In my underwear." She cried. "I must be sick! My stomach hurt and I'm bleeding! I'm gonna die!" She hugged him tighter. Tweek stiffened in her arms.
"Karen, you aren't dying." He said sternly. Then he gently backed off and held her face in his hands. "What's happening is natural. I don't know how best to explain it." She looked up at him and sniffed.
"Bleeding is normal?" She whispered. "But it hurts."
Tweek winced. "Did your mom ever tell about something called a period?" He asked. She shook her head. "It's okay, just trust me. It means you're getting older. You're a woman now."
"Being older hurts. I wanna go back to bed." Karen sniffled. Tweek nodded.
"Go ahead. I'm gonna get some stuff to help with the cramps okay?" He led her back to her room and helped her lay down. Then he went and grabbed some Tylenol and a glass of water. Once he was sure Karen was okay he went to the living room.
He grabbed his cell phone and called his brothers. "Hello?" Kenny answered. The echo made it obvious he was in the bathroom.
"Hey Kenny, can you and Leo stop at the store on your way home?" Tweek asked. "Karen needs some stuff."
"Sure, but what's up? What's she need?" Kenny asked. Tweek could tell he was upset.
"I think she may be having her first period..." Tweek responded. There was silence. "She called me into the bathroom, bawling her eyes out. She said she was bleeding and her stomach hurt... when I asked where she said her underwear."
"Did she calm down?" Kenny asked worriedly.
"Yeah. I gave her some Tylenol and helped her get back in bed, but she's still upset. I was hoping you and Leo could grab some stuff she might need."
"Yeah. No problem..."
At 3:30pm the door opened with Kenny and Leo being tailed by Wendy, Red, and Nichole.
"Kenny filled us in on the situation." Wendy began before anyone could speak. "Leave this to us. It might make her feel safer to talk about it with girls."
"Yeah." Nichole spoke up. "We got this one boys." They marched off to Karen's room with three bags of whatever.
"Sorry, I should've warned you that I was bringing them." He said to Tweek. "I felt we were under prepared for this. I had to ask them what to get for her, and they just offered to come over. We ended up buying chocolate, three boxes of pads, and something called Midol?"
"The girls seemed happy to help!" Leo added. "It was real swell of them!" They sat down on the couch together and turned on TV.
"Did anyone call papa and dad?" Tweek asked suddenly.
"No, but I got it." Kenny pulled out his phone and walked to the kitchen.
"Did she really not know?" Leo whispered. Tweek nodded.
"She was bawling Leo. And I don't blame her, of nobody had told me, and I woke up to blood for no reason I'd be freaked out too."
"Poor Kare Bear. Wish we could help more." He whispered. "You think she's gonna be moody?"
"She's fine." Red spoke from beside them. "Wendy is wrapping up with her. If you want to help, make sure there's plenty of chocolate, bananas, and cranberries around for this. They help with cramps."
"Maybe look into getting her a heating pad." Nichole added. "Or watch sappy movies with her. Her hormones may make her want to cry, movies help get it out."
"Thank you girls." Tweek thanked them.
"Girls gotta stuck together. We are gonna head out, but if you need advice for her just text us." Nichole and Red walked out.
Kenny came back. "Papa is coming back early. Dad is gonna grab some stuff for her on the way home so he knows we have plenty."
"I think I'll be okay." Karen walked by Wendy. "Thanks guys."
Wendy hugged her and nodded her goodbyes.
"Kare Bear, do you wanna watch a movie?" Leo asked. Together they all huddled under a blanket, threw on Marley and Me, and anytime Karen needed something the boys were at her beck and call.
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Goddesses under Death
Craig looked around his realm and took a deep breath. He had so much work these days. Humans had never been so damn numerous! Almost of them were willing to kill others as well, which added to his work load...
It was too much. He couldn't handle this alone anymore... He would have to find someone to help with this madness. Someone other than his usual partners War or Famine. No, they were able to take lots of people all at once that was for sure... But too many humans found ways to fight them off. He could call Pestilence but he really hated to bother Tweek with more work.
He needed something unexpected. Something NEW... or...perhaps, just some advice. Yeah. He called his lover, Tweek. Tweek was once human, but Craig had begged the other Deities for this one thing.
Tweek had fallen in love with Craig, and he was so warm against the freezing skin of Craig's body. He almost died multiple times just to hug Craig... so they granted him immortality and powers under Craig.
Tweek infected humans with all sorts of disorders, diseases, viruses, all sorts of little things that the human body couldn't survive. At least not without help or medicine.
Tweek strolled into the throne room, a cloud of dark green mist pouring into the air around him, and gathering around his legs. He was still as lovely as Craig remembered when he was human. Blonde hair still sticking up in wild spikes, his chubby tummy still soft, and his skin just as fair alabaster as a statue.
"Hey honey, come here." Craig beckoned from his throne. Tweek giggled and crossed to sit in his lap.
"Taking a break big guy?" He teased. Craig nuzzled his face into Tweek's neck. He was warm as a fever, but that was normal now and comforting.
Craig sighed in exhaustion into Tweek's skin. "Too much work these days babe. I could use a break, or some help..." He wrapped his skinny arms around Tweek's soft body.
"Well, I was thinking about that honey..." Tweek trailed off, "and you know I need your permission to do these kinds of things..."
Craig raised a thin brow and looked into Tweek's green eyes. "Yeah...?" He asked as he waited for Tweek to continue.
"Well... I kind of wanted to make something new... I call them the Cancers..." He wrapped his arms around Craig and held him closer. "Of course, I need a bit of your help to do it..." He whispered into Craig's ear.
Craig felt a shudder wrack through his body at the insinuation. "Are you suggesting," he breathed heavily. "We make something that combines your ability to infect the human body, and-"
"Your ability to kill. Yep, come on honey, the others will understand... there's just so much for us to do these days... you're running yourself ragged Craig!"
"Ngh." Craig groaned into Tweek's neck. "Tweek, you know I can't resist you..."
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Bebe and Wendy strolled down the hall of another human hospital together. "Hmm, they found my work again!" Bebe cried out. She could be as loud as she wanted, it's not like the humans could see her.
"Well you make it obvious!" Wendy groused. "Seriously, if you want people to stop catching your work before it gets a good hold on them, then stop giving them syptoms."
"But the symptoms make them miserable! Uncle Kyle says that humans who suffer have sweeter souls!" Bebe pouted.
"Would you two stop agruing?" Both girls whipped their heads around to see their father.
"Papa! What are you doing here?" Bebe asked. Tweek stepped closer to them.
"Well, Melanoma, this soul you've been working on has taken too long." He told her. "Your time is up... I'm here to speed things along and take the soul."
"But I can-" Bebe started.
"This is the third time she's gone into remission Melanoma. We assigned you to her ten years ago. Now come on," he stepped through the wall and Bebe reluctantly followed. They both held their hands out over the patient and Tweek let his influence work Bebe's power all throughout the woman's body.
"She will grow tumors in many other parts of his body." Tweek said. "But no matter where, I will have claim to her, you understand?" He spoke firmly.
"Yes papa." Bebe spoke sadly.
"Good. Now then," he sighed out. "When will you be home for dinner?"
She shrugged. "When I reap a soul to eat papa."
"You know, your Dad did say you could check out the children's hospital in London..." He hinted.
Bebe grunted. "You know I hate making children suffer. Even if their souls are sweet, they just look so innocent and cute..." She whined.
Tweek sighed. "Well, alright then. I'll give you a list of people whose time is up." He bit the inside of his lip. "Wendy, can you help her pick someone?" He received a nod in return. "Good. Do try to come home soon, your sisters are getting antsy."
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The Small Town in The West
Craig was busy today. A newcomer in town meant more business all around. Including his church. He was preparing a sermon to preach about welcoming strangers into a family so hopefully, the newcomer would stay.
Then he sat in the confessional and let the town tell him all about their petty sins. It was all standard for a small desert town priest. Until…
“I kill some people.” A new voice whispered through the slats. “I don't know how many.” The newcomer was already confessing to him.
“May I ask why, Child?” Craig asked softly.
“I didn’t mean to… I was working in the mines my family owned, they had me on the blast squad. And-I-And-”
“God forgives you. Say seven Hail Marys.” Craig intoned. His usual thing was Our Father or The Lord’s Prayer, but this seemed odd, and so, it got an odd answer.
“Too bad Hail Mary won’t make the law forgive me. Thank you Father-” The man trailed off and Craig realized what he was asking.
“Father Tucker.”
“Thank you, Father Tucker.” Then he heard the newcomer leave his confessional.
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The newcomer, Tweek, if Craig remembered correctly, had made a name for himself in their town. He had taken over the Jim-Tim Saloon and had set up a job board for the public. Craig wasn’t much for drinking, or shooting, or most other things western men did, but he still wound up in that saloon everyday.
He spent most days watching Tweek float between tables with bottles of whiskey and glasses of beer in his hands. He employed a girl named Heidi to sing on the small stage, and a younger girl named Sally to play the piano. Craig didn’t really pay attention to the music though. He didn’t come here for entertainment or the food the reformed Indian in back made. He thinks his name was Stan? Whatever. Tweek kept him in back for a reason.
No. Craig was wrongfully smitten with a reformed outlaw who ferried alcohol from table to table. And yet, knowing he should be ashamed for his thoughts, he couldn't help himself. Tweek came back to his place behind the bar and leaned forward to face Craig. “So, Father Tucker, what can I get you?”
“Single shot of whiskey.” Craig drawled. Tweek didn't even have to step away. The glass came and bottle came from behind the counter and he was set up in a second.
“Always the same drink. You’re a simple man aren’t ya Tucker?” Tweek teased.
“Boring and simple. That’s how I like it.” Craig smirked. “How do you like your drinks?”
“Tall glass, dark, and with a sweet aftertaste.” Tweek winked at him before walking away to another patron flagging him down. Craig stared at the spot Tweek had left and blinked. So that’s how it was going to be.
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Craig found Tweek a week later outside of the bar, around the back. He had several bottles set up on the fence and a repeater in his hands. He would stand, take a deep breath, and then squeeze the trigger. He mostly missed. Craig sauntered up behind him and tapped his shoulder.
“Let me help. Put the butt of the gun against the meaty part of your shoulder.” He was interrupted by Tweek.
“IT IS!” He yelled impatiently.
“No, its against your collar bone, and you’ll be sore tomorrow if you keep that up.” Craig reached down and corrected his whole stance from his legs to his hands. “Now, close your eyes,” He moved back and plugged his ears. “Take a deep breath, open your eyes and fire as you exhale.”
BANG!
“I did it!” Tweek pulled the gun down from his hold and set aside so he could jump in the air. Craig chuckled behind him. “Say, where’s a man of the church learn to use a gun anyway?” Tweek teased.
Craig cleared his throat. “There’s a lot of things out in the desert, coyotes, savages, and other nasty vermin. Had a man named Thomas teach me to use something to defend myself.” Craig stepped closer and held out his hand. “What about you, why do you need a gun?”
“Heard the bounty on me went up again… I figured I would get ready to split town again so I wouldn't cause trouble.” Tweek shrugged.
“The Church!” Craig beathed. “Hide in the church. You don't have to leave.”
“Craig-”
“The whole town loves you. You set up a job board, took over a dying saloon, reformed a savage, and helped the McCormick orphans after their dad went crazy. Nobody wants you to leave.” Craig took Tweek’s hand, “Least of all me.”
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The day Sheriff Eric T. Cartman rode into town with his goons Craig and the whole town were ready. Tweek was camped out in the bell tower of the church. Stan, his reformed Indian friend was in the saloon armed to the teeth. Heidi and Sally both had a pistol each and permission to break as much as they needed. Craig himself, and Kenny McCormick were out in the center of town. The whole town was ready for a fight.
Eric rode up to Craig and Kenny and looked down at them from his horse. “We’re here looking for a no good dirty outlaw! Goes by the name Tweek!” He yelled out. He knew there were more than two people living in this town.
“Not here.” Craig sighed in annoyance.
“Sorry man.” Kenny mumbled.
Cartman eyed them and turned back to his posse. A man in a green hat jumped off his horse and fixed the two revolvers on his belt. “I hope you men don’t mind Kahl taking a look around your town. Oh, and we’ll be needing a room for the night.” He said politely.
“No vacancy man.” Kenny drawled. “The Inn is full, the railroad men have been staying there to set up their line.”
“Then we can sleep in your church. And I know the Lord doesn’t turn away people.” He smirked as Kyle went around from building to building.
“Of course.” Craig said softly. He motioned to the white very obvious church up the hill behind him. “Plenty of pews to lay on, and enough of the good book to go around.” Cartman rolled his eyes and grunted in disgust.
Suddenly a shot rang out through the town. Everyone turned to see Kyle pointing his revolver at Stan. There was a second before Cartman sighed. “Really? Kahl, calm down. Any sign of our guy?”
Kyle sighed and holstered his weapon. “Not yet.” Stan stood in front of the Saloon and glared at the gunslinger.
“There is nobody here named Tweek.” Stan intoned.
“Calm down, Savage. We just need to look and then we can let you all get back to your-” Cartman was cut off by the sounds of glass breaking. Out marched Heidi, Sally, Wendy, Karen, and Bebe from their spots.
“Leave.” All of the girls spoke at once. The men glanced around them to see Wendy and Bebe armed with shotguns pointed at them. Sally had a knife in each hand, Heidi two broken beer bottles, and Karen a stick of dynamite.
“Ladies, Ladies.” Cartman tried to soothe. “Why the hostility if you aren't hiding an outlaw?”
“This is our town!” Wendy yelled. The other girls yelled yeah. “WE don't want anyone but OUR sheriff here.”
“Your sheriff? Who the hell is YOUR sheriff???” Cartman yelled.
“Me.” Kenny smirked. “Thank ya kindly ladies.” He tipped his hat to the group. The girls just rolled their eyes.
“All of you need to leave.” Bebe cocked her shotgun and pointed it Kyle. “It would be real shame to kill a cutie like you, but I’ll do it.”
“Yeah she will!” Heidi smirked. “And so will all of us!”
“KAHL!”
And the shoot out was on. Craig pulled out his own repeater and dashed behind a barrel. They all hid, except the girls. Bebe stood her ground and blasted any idiot stupid enough to pop up. Heidi and Sally went around scaring the men out of hiding and Wendy followed them to finish them off. Craig tried to pick off Cartman but the fat bastard was riding his horse.
Suddenly Stan jumped out and threw an ax (tomahawk) and hit the sheriff in the leg. As he toppled off the horse, two sticks of dynamite rolled in front of his face. He had time enough to gasp before he was gone.
It was done. Tweek could stay.
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Craig walked between the rows of pews. He was preparing to leave for his favorite saloon when the door opened. “Tweek?” He asked.
“Hey Craig.” Tweek rubbed his arm and looked down. “I uh, had a question.”
“What is it?” Craig asked softly.
“There’s a little house, just outside of town. Would you want to come with me? I hear it’s quiet and we could-”
“I'll go with you anywhere, Outlaw.” Craig smiled.
Tweek giggled. “Even if it’s a date?”
“I think God will forgive it.”
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Family Vacation pt2
"Alright Tweek, can you help me move these logs into a circle?" Big Gay Al asked.
"Yeah." Tweek said. He began rolling a log to a spot outside of the fire pit.
"Isn't this nice? Quiet and relaxing in the great outdoors?" Al asked. Tweek nodded.
"The tents are almost set up, honey." Mister Slave called. They were a few feet away, safely out of reach of the fire. Kenny and Leo were helping to set them up, while Karen sat down by the lake with a pink fishing rod.
It was a lovely place. A small clearing right by the water. They had all brought swim clothes and fishing rods. Apparently Big Gay Al was going to teach them to cook the fish they caught so that was exciting.
Tweek and Al finished with the logs before the others finished with the tents so Tweek grabbed his pole and an empty white bucket.
"Hey Kare Bear, you didn't grab a bucket?" Tweek asked as he cast the line out next to hers.
"I forgot. Can I share yours Birdie?" She looked wistful.
"Yeah. Hey, something on your mind?" He asked her.
She heaved a sigh. "My real dad used to go fishing, he only took us once cuz him an' mom got in a fight. After we got back dad dropped us off outside the house. Ken ran off with his friends and Kevin got drunk in the garage... I walked inside and Mommy was crying." Here she paused and jerked her fishing line a little. "She said she was afraid daddy had taken us and planned to never come back."
"Oh?" Tweek asked. He felt incredibly awkward, what does one say in this situation. What could he say?
"Mmhmm. I don't think dad told her where we were going before he took us. And all the while we were at the lake, I didn't even know she was scared." She said softly.
Tweek set his hand on her shoulder gently. "That's not your fault Karen."
"I know, I was just seven. But still. Being out here makes me think of her... she's probably missing me an' Kenny right now." Karen pulled her pole again just to jiggle the line.
"Even after all those things she did?" Tweek asked.
"Of course... just 'cuz she did bad things sometimes doesn't mean she was a bad person. She loved us, or at least, I think she did." Karen leaned into him, setting her head on his shoulder. "Do you miss your mom?"
Tweek thought about it. "I'm still angry with both of my parents. But yes, I still love them and I miss them."
Karen sighed and closed her eyes. So Tweek continued. "Still, I'm thankful things turned out like this. You guys are great siblings, and Mister Slave and Big Gay Al are the best dads."
Karen tucked her arms around him and they hugged each other. There was a bite on Tweek's pole. When he reeled it in he let Karen pull it off the hook and put it in the bucket.
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Family Vacation. Pt1
Karen twirled in her green sun dress. "Sweetie~!" Her dad called. She ran to the bathroom where he was waiting. He held a curling iron in his hand and there were different lip glosses and eye shadows on the counter.
"Hey dad. Are the boys getting ready??" She asked.
He set the curler down and grabbed a few hair clips. "I certainly should think so, princess. They are excited too. Now come over here so I can make you even prettier." She giggled and moved to stand in front of the mirror.
"Have you been camping before?" She asked. Al hummed and began brushing her hair.
"Oh plenty of times. I was in the scouts at one point. I'm bringing a few old things we used to make, like lanyards. And Papa is gonna bring his guitar and a telescope." He carefully separated her hair into sections and began curling them.
"Dad!" Tweek called. He opened the door. "We can't find the chocolate bars for Smores. Dad said you may know where they were." He raised a brow at Karen.
"Oh! I put them in the freezer. Just trying to keep them cool so they don't melt before we want them to!" He kept his eyes on Karen, making sure he didn't burn her.
"Kare Bear, sis, I really hope you packed pants... There's poison ivy and sorts of bugs in the woods." Tweek waited for a response.
Karen giggled. Tweek and Leo had the best nicknames for her. "They are in my bag, Birdie. Dad said it would be a long drive so he recommended comfy clothes."
Tweek rolled his eyes at his nickname. She loved to call him Tweeky Birdie, and Leo was obviously a lion. Kenny was Ken dolly. It was their own code names.
"I'll grab the chocolate and put it in the cooler. Need us to grab your bags for ya, Bear?" Tweek nearly fell when Butters leaned on him.
"We can grab em for ya! Did ya pack your needles, Kare Bear?" He was acting much more excited than the other boys.
Karen tried to hold still so her dad wouldn't burn her, but it was hard when Leo was so funny. "Yes, Leo Lion, I'm taking my knitting things. And thank you, my kind Palladian for getting my bags." She joked.
"Oh you kids are so precious. You better go help your father finish packing." Big Gay Al shooed them off.
"When we get there I want a family picture in front of the lake. Would you be alright with that Karen?" He asked.
"Of course Dad!" She smiled. Her hair was almost done and she was on her way to her first family vacation.
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duuuuude mad props for you 👏👏👏👏 I love your recent south park writings so much!! these kids deserve so much love!!
I agree. I absolutely love south park blondes. These boys deserve pampered. Or a good family at least.
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Your adopted au is so good thank you please make more
Oh Lord I never thought this would take off. I mean if yoh guys want more then more I shall make.
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Leo sat on the couch, his knitting needles in hand and Karen at his side. He was showing her how to make a pair of gloves. Her own plastic needles covered in light pink loops as she stitched another row of yarn into her square.
Kenny and Tweek sat on the floor with controllers in hand. It was odd for him, to see Tweek so calm. Not twitching or yelling like he did when they were kids. Well, younger kids at least.
"Leo, I think I messed up..." Karen showed him her project. Sure enough, she had missed a loop.
"That's okay. Let me show ya how to fix it." He purposefully made the same mistake on his own project. "Just pull that loop off your needle. Then pull out the yarn so you can see the last loop. Then put this needle through that loop and the one you missed." He showed her each step.
She followed his words. "Thank you." She smiled after her mistake was fixed. Leo smiled. It was okay to make mistakes, things like that could be fixed.
Kenny smiled at them over his shoulder. He never suspected Tweek or Butters would be his brothers. He always thought he would be the only one he could trust to take care of Karen. She was his most pressure treasure.
He was of course happy to see her make friends. She loved people, even though she was shy. He always knew Butters was a gentle sort, but to see her interact with Tweek and Leo like she has been... It melted his heart.
He found himself trusting his new brothers more and more. He knew Karen was too. He was lost in his thoughts about it all. Lost enough that Tweek decimated his ass in Street Fighter.
"Hey. You seem distracted. You alright?" Tweek asked him.
"Fine. Just thinking." Kenny answered.
"I know how ya feel. This whole situation is... odd. Wanna help me bake some cupcakes? It could distract us." Tweek asked.
"Sure. Is Craig coming over later?" Kenny asked as they stood.
"Yeah, he's bringing Tricia too." Tweek said back.
Karen gasped. "I can show her my gloves! They're almost done!" She giggled. Kenny smiled at her.
"When you're done there you can come help us bake okay?" Tweek told her. She nodded and went back to finishing her gloves.
"Hey kiddos are you going to use the kitchen?" Big Gay Al asked.
"Yeah. Want to make Craig and Tricia cupcakes." Tweek said.
"Well be careful boys. If you need help just ask. There's a recipe book in the left drawer." He told them then he went to join Karen and Leo in the living room.
"So what's been on your mind?" Tweek asked as he pulled out the cupcake tray.
"What hasn't?" Kenny replied. "Its just... bittersweet ya know? It's sad what happened to us and our parents... But still, I'm thankful that our dads and you guys have been so cool with Karen."
Tweek nodded. "Well, we're family now Kenny. It was great of you guys to help when I was going through withdrawals. None of you had to, but you all did. None of us had to stand up for Leo at school the other day either, but we did." He pulled out sugar and cupcake papers as he spoke.
"Yeah. I don't know. I guess I'm still adjusting." Kenny sighed. He pulled out measuring cups and set them on the island.
"That's okay. I am too, and we both know Leo is." Tweek began mixing ingredients into the bowl. "Its nice ya know? To have siblings. I always loved going to Craig's house to hang out with Tricia."
"And now you have us." Karen said as she ran into the kitchen. "Can I help?" She asked.
Kenny and Tweek smiled. Karen made icing, Tweek made the batter. And Kenny decorated the cakes as they came out.
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Bonding Time-Brothers
Karen sat up bolt upright in her bed. She tried to calm down, but the nightmare was still fresh. Blood and bone and and- she hugged her pillow to her chest and tried not cry.
Slowly her door creaked open and she looked up. Tweek padded over to her and sat on bed. "What happened?" He whispered.
Karen was used to having brothers, but not so many, and certainly not having all act like Kenny towards her. Still it was, nice.
"Nightmare." She whispered softly. Tweek nodded.
"Our dads got me a nightlight." He told her. "You can come stay with me if you want."
She nodded. Tweek and Kenny had bunk beds so they could share the room. Tweek took her hand and led her through the hallway. "Why were you up Tweek?" She whispered.
"I just can't sleep well most nights." He told her. She was happy he wasn't sick anymore. Tweek was much sweeter when he wasn't twitching and yelling.
She smiled when she saw the rocketship nightlight in the corner. Of course Kenny was fast asleep on the top bunk. Tweek grabbed a pillow off his pile of them and set it on the floor. "You take the bed okay?" He whispered.
"Thank You Tweek." She whispered. Laying down she let her hand hang off the side. Tweek laid on the floor and took her hand in his.
"Night... sis." He whispered.
She smiled. "Night, bro."
When Kenny woke up and jumped off the bed he nearly landed on Tweek. He looked at him, then to his bed. Karen laid there, curled up with her head on the pillow.
Kenny shook Tweek awake as quietly as possible. "Dude, what happened?"
"Karen had a nightmare. I heard her when I went to get some water so I asked her to sleep in here since we have a nightlight." Tweek told him. Kenny raised a brow.
"Thanks dude."
"What are brothers for?" Tweek asked. They smiled and went to the living room to play some PlayStation, both leaving Karen to rest.
(Ask and ye shall receive. Is this enough bonding time?)
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Bonding Time pt 3
Tweek laid in bed. He felt like absolute shit. The doctors gave him medicine to help with this whole, flush the drugs out, thing but it still left him feeling like utter shit.
He was just thankful everyone was being mostly cool about it. "Tweek, Craig is here to see you." Karen called from the doorway.
"Let him in. Thanks." Tweek croaked. His throat felt raw from vomiting all night. It hurt to even breathe.
Craig came in and sat on a chair beside the bed. "Hey honey." He whispered. Tweek reached over and took his hand.
"Hey you two." Mister Slave called from the doorway. "I brought some crackers, and bottled water for you Tweek. And some juice and fruit snacks for you Craig."
"Thanks." Craig said for both of them. Mister Slave moved over to the other side of the room and began cleaning up Tweek's scattered clothes.
"I'm so proud of you Tweek. I know getting clean isn't easy." Mister Slave said as he threw dirty clothes over his arm.
"Dad?" Tweek asked shakily. It was still odd, calling him dad, but he didnt care right now.
"I did a lot of partying, I'm sure you know. And I've done a few things in not proud of... including drugs." Mister Slave looked back at Craig and Tweek. Both holding hands tight. "It was so hard to stop. And I didn't have money for rehab, or someone to help me through." He came closer to them both. "It gets better, trust me Tweek. If either of you need anything, just let me know."
He turned and began walking to the door. Once he left He left he closed the door so there was a small crack left. "Tweek, I'm soo happy Mister Slave is your dad now. Here honey, let's see if you can keep crackers down."
"Pft. I'm just happy his stories have a point you know? Its... nice, to feel like he understands. And you too Craig. Thank you." The sound of them sharing a small kiss made its way through the air.
Mister Slave smiled. He knew they were young yet. Only thirteen, but Craig was good for Tweek and that made him very happy.
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Bonding Time pt2
Big Gay Al smiled as walked through the clothing aisles of the department store. Karen was in the cart and Kenny was walking next to it. She had three dresses pick out and hanging off the side and Kenny had one outfit picked out.
It was adorable the way Kenny fused over her. If she looked at something he would bring it to her. Both seemed afraid to pick out anything. Afraid to ask if they could have it. Al noticed Kenny always looked at the price tags. So, he did the only thing he could think of.
He grabbed a few expensive dresses for Karen, each upward of 25$ and then he grabbed some dress pants and a collared shirt for Kenny and set both in the cart.
"Alright Kiddies. Let's go try these on." He led them to the fitting rooms and got a room for each. "Don't be afraid to show me when you're done okay?" He told them.
He sat on a bench and waited for them. Karen came out first, with a big smile on her face and a lovely pink sun dress on. "Oh, Sweetie you look abso-lute-ly gorgeous!" He gasped. She blushed and twirled around. "We have GOT to get that for you!" He smiled. "I knew pink would be your color. Go ahead and try on the others honey."
Then Kenny popped out. He wore black dress pants and a white button down shirt. His hair was a little wild but that just made him more handsome. "Oh my, Ken, you look handsome! We could get you a tie to go with it!"
"You don't have to buy us such expensive clothes. Dad I mean we don't really need a lot of expensive stuff." Kenny whispered.
"Nonsense! I know your parents didn't give you much, Sweetie. But I don't want either of you to be nervous about asking for anything okay? If you don't like the clothes we can pick out new ones, just so long as you have something clean and comfortable to wear."
Kenny's eyes widened in the mirror, as if he just had a grand revelation. "Thank you... Dad." He went back into the dressing room. Next time Karen came out both he and Al payed her endless compliments and joked about chasing off her future boyfriend's. Once they were done Al took them to pick out toothbrushes, shampoo, toothpaste, and soap.
Later they met up with Mister Slave, Leo, and Tweek. They ate dinner together at home at the table and Karen wore her new dress.
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